I am in the bleak season
Seeing an isolated tree of pear
I fly to the tree like a pigeon
Pear flowers pour down on my feather
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Wonderful poem, like the pear tree a thing of great beauty.
your words has the power to tap a sleeping heart. beautiful poem.10
Really you are a wonderful writer. just tell me how do you write so beautifully.
This is the lyric poem which has occurred just before that ULTIMATE POEM I predicted in my comment on thw. You may write a dozen more lyric poems before you write that ultimate one. But you have written the poem which waits next the open space that ULTIMATE POEM will occupy. It only a matter of time, because the three recent poems I've just commented on share a common energy. It seems to me you are making your own destiny happen in the clarity of your vision. There will be more depression, more waiting, more human life! And then your ultimate poem will be written and you will have the answer you seek, the life you desire.
An excellent blossom it is as its scent overwhelms me !